This is the 2nd chapter for today.
Enjoy!

Building Rocky

`Pastor` Frank guided the bereaved out of the church.

Now, Riff Raff, Magenta and Columbia had to act fast. They carried off the coffin and deposited it in the next room.
Riff Raff took a saw and shot a glance at his sister. Magenta returned his look and nodded slightly. Then, she grabbed the groupie by her shoulders and turned her away from the cruel scene.
Soon, the sound of sawed up human bones filled the room and Columbia covered her ears.

Approximately 20 minutes later, Riff Raff laid down the saw and wiped away the sweat that had formed on his forehead.
Magenta took a plastic-bag and opened it so Riff Raff could put in the collected body-parts. After everything was done, Riff Raff cleaned himself up.
Columbia was still badly shocked though she didn`t say a word at all. She just gazed into the distance and fulfilled every order Magenta told her without questioning.

Riff Raff opened the door and the bright sunlight hit his eyes. Then, the three carried out the coffin to where a black crowd of crying and snivelling people was standing...

"Where is the upper part of the body?" Frank shouted and stomped his feet.

"It had not been a pretty sight at all, master," Riff Raff answered casually and went on brazing some cables. He was kneeling beside the large tube that had been constructed to create a new living being.

Frank`s eyes widened.
"Not a pretty sight at all?" he screamed and kicked his servant with his heel.
Riff Raff hit the floor – the soldering iron still blazing in his hand.
"I am firmly of the opinion that you are not qualified to make such a decision! May I remind you that this is my project and therefore, I`m the only one to decide anything!" Frank said furiously and looked down at his handyman.

The still blazing soldering iron made Riff Raff forgetting his lower status. He gazed at Frank – ready to scorch his face, but something held him back.
He looked up into his master`s eyes – dark green eyes, now sparkling with anger. This gaze seems to appear familiar to him, but Riff Raff was not able to take a hint. He sighed with frustration but quietened himself down.
"He died at a road accident and thereby, the upper part of his body had been crunched up. I thought it would be of no use to your project, master," Riff Raff said, still lying at his back and watching the prince.

Frank thought for a moment.
He hated the way his servant spoke to him, but he knew that he would never be able to dispose Riff Raff to act otherwise. Nevertheless, he was still the prince and therefore, he could still go his own sweet way.
He placed his stiletto at his servant`s chest and watched him squirming in pain.
"I`m expecting you to never decide anything by your own again," he smiled. "Is that understood?"
Riff Raff closed his eyes in pain and forced submission.
"Yes ... master," he stammered and waited for the humiliation coming to an end.

Frank sighed and started to circle the tube.
Riff Raff got on his knees and continued brazing the cables. He knew that it was useless to fight the prince for he knew that Frank always acted like this.
No one said a word and just the sound of the soldering iron filled the air.
"I need a proper chest and a fitting... abdomen," Frank thought aloud while his hand was caressing the tube.
Riff Raff rolled his eyes but continued doing his work.

Suddenly, the soldering iron went cold and Riff Raff looked up just to see Frank standing in front of him – the plug dangling in his hand.
"Master?" he asked and waited in forced patience.
"I will go to Denton to find a suitable body," Frank proclaimed and let go off the plug.
"I`m expecting you to do all the necessary arrangements once I have found a proper body," he said and went to his chamber.
He closed the curtain and started to rummage through his dresser.

Getting a new donor had not been that easy but finally, Frank had found a suitable body.

The poor victim had been invited into the castle to join Frank N. Furter and his special pleasure.
A few hours later, Frank was taking an after-pleasure-bath while Riff Raff selected the upper body part.

"He has a beautiful face," Frank stated and Riff Raff gave a wince because he didn`t recognise that the prince had entered the lab.
He went on sawing the body without reacting any further.
Frank watched the dead human intensely, dressed up rather improperly by just wearing his black robe and pink curlers.
"I want his head too," he proclaimed and Riff Raff could hear the heels clicking at the floor as the prince went back to his chamber.
"Oh, and I`ll expect you to detach it without doing some injuries to it," Frank said in a teasing manner and left the lab.

Riff Raff set the saw aside and bent forward to have a better look at the dead human`s face.
Probably, the earthling had been a beautiful young blond, but now his facial expression was lifeless and the colouring looked quite unhealthy.
Frank N. Furter had committed murder and Riff Raff had not made an attempt preventing the act of cruelty.
Well, he didn`t give a jot about the earthlings, but murder was still a crime – even at his home-planet. A sinister smile formed on his face as a thought crept in his mind: this could be their salvation! Frank would have to face charges of murder, but the only question was, how to get the proofs of Frank`s guilt.

Riff Raff decided to take a short break and stowed the rest of the human body away into the freezer.
Then he strolled along the spacious floors of the castle. His journey came to a stop as he took a seat at his beloved vantage point.
The sun was settling down and his gaze swept across the orange-coloured front garden. In the distance he could see heavy black clouds, and the rumbling of distant thunder could be heard now and then.
Riff Raff shivered slightly.
He lit up a small cigarette and inhaled until his eyes became glassy.
Things had turned out weird and he had to make the right decision.
As always, Frank had forced him to not say a word to anyone, especially not his sister, and this time, Riff Raff was willing to comply with this order. Magenta was still occupied in plotting how to interrogate Eddie and therefore, he would have to deal with the situation by his own.

'I am certain that Magenta will squeeze everything about the lost human out of me ... She will try it and that`s for sure, but I will not give away anything until I`ve figured out the problem ... Oh, dream on, you plonker! I will never resist her and I am perfectly aware of my only weakness ... Put a sock in it! ... I am right and I know it. There`s no way to escape from reality ... This is a mug`s game! I don`t want to talk to me any longer ...'

Riff Raff took a last draw on his cigarette and rested his forehead on the cold window.
The front garden was now covered with dark shadows, as the sun had been devoured by the heavy black clouds now capturing the whole sky.
Riff Raff sighed heavily.
First, he had to finish his bloody job.

Eddie was staring at the ceiling.

He felt pretty good though he had enjoyed the last 2 hours quite well.
Nevertheless, a disturbing thought had crept out of the back of his mind and was now torturing his well-being.
The amazing red-headed woman started to move slightly in her slumber and Eddie stroked her cheek.
"Columbia," he whispered. "Are you awake?"
"Uh-huh," was the tired reply.
"I have a question," Eddie continued, still stroking the soft and still flustered cheek of the girl.
"Uh-huh," Columbia mumbled, her eyes still closed.
Eddie hesitated but he was too agitated to let the matter drop.
"Baby, what do you know about Frank and his companions?" he asked and looked at the girl.
Columbia knitted her brows though, her eyes were still closed.
"Um," she mumbled seemingly, not being interested in the theme.
She opened her eyes and looked up to Eddie who was still staring at her in thoughtfulness.
"Why do ya wanna know?" she asked confused and sat up, now looking down at him.
"Um, nothing special," Eddie said evasively and sat up too. "I was just thinking about the situation and I just wonder what`s your connection with the others. To be honest, I don`t know anything about you guys. Um, not really, I mean...," he added and looked down at his hands.

He didn`t want to lie to Columbia but he had to finish his mission as well.
Columbia took his hands and started to suck on his fingers.
"C- Columbia, please," Eddie tried to fight against his raising libido, but Columbia just smiled and continued breaking his resistance.
Eddie squirmed but suddenly, pulled his hands away.
"Columbia, please," he pleaded and shook his head.
Columbia looked stunned and Eddie could feel that she was kind of hurt.
"Hey, I`m sorry, baby," he whispered and stroked her cheek.
Columbia looked down at the blanket, her feelings still badly hurt.
"Hey, baby," Eddie took her face and carefully, forced her to look at him. "You have to understand! It`s all so confusing to me! First, I thought you were their daughter and now your pretended parents are just some servants for an odd transvestite that ... that ... um, well, that brought me to ... to love him," he trailed of and waited.
Columbia smiled slightly.
"You`re right," she agreed. "It must seem very strange to you. I never thought about that!"
"Now, will you tell me about you all?" Eddie asked and the groupie nodded in agreement. Eddie just smiled at her with relief.

Columbia leaned back against his chest and Eddie kept hold of her.
"Well, I was walking down the street, just having a think, when a snake of a guy gave me an evil wink..."